The Rough Side of Town lyrics

The Rough Side of Town lyrics

South side's a town with a lot of hustle and bustleA kid got stuck, for a buck under the trussleDied with pride, he thought he had a big heart muscleHe fought back, but the attack was brutalFutile to his survival and the event that his crew willSeek revenge on the assailants who rushed himThey crushed him, snuffed the life all out of his bodyHe had friends a benz with rims by gottiGuys wanted to beat him, girls wanted to greet himKids wanted to be him when they saw him in the coliseumLots of cash hoppin fast on the avenuePump up your system loud, and he'll laugh at youCause under the tec is a gooseneckAnd a glock 9, when he stops at the lightPumpin rides into the top in ...

South side (repeat 10x)

I grew up on the rough side of town, kids play stick-upPlaying the game of survival going uptown to pick upSupportin the taste, with leathers and bamboos and black timbsBenz parked, at the curb while puffin herb (word)Cruisin, one-six-oh, with the leanSportin bv's on the beamer with the italian wintergreen interiorWhile the alpine pump, you get openHoppin hopin to catch them all open, girls scopin as you unlockNow you gotta go gotta goHoppin down merit to get back to the four-ohBack in the days queens never got propsBut south side had citywide respect plus knockoutsForty, baisley, suptin, meritQueens wack step back I don't wanna hear it I'm from

South side (16x, scratching intermixed)

Projectiles are fittin, inside of a clip andPersonally there's no particular name that's writtenOn the side of a slug, damn it's buggedWhen pretty women begin to bend over a drugShe used to be the type of girl that was flashyNow the scars from the concrete make her knees look ashy

Cops constantly stay on high speed chasesTrying to remember faces from previous arrest casesBulletproof vest is the hottest items to invest inShots fired one was hit with the hollow-tip and it caved his chest inKids are gathered around him coffin quietSoftly they're standin cause there's baby left as an orphanCause the life of an illegal entrepeneurIs more than a rag-a-ma-jaga a scorpio buy my cure

South side (repeat 4x)

Your man wants to get rid of yaCause now you're the number one neighborhood pharmeceutical distributorHow could you ever expect thisFrom your man that he would plant product inside of your lexusToday you're having lunch with a cutieYou gotta hunch you're the type of brother that's moodySo instead you drive a sterling, lime greenTo match the colors inside of your eightball sherlingSo today he escapes fate, to live another dayTo pick up scale weight inside of a ghetto

Inside of the ghetto, cars gather togetherGettin ready to hop, under the summer weatherArmor all glistenin in the sun, it's four carsAnd they're each two deep, but you still find it necessary to carry a gunHoppin to the beach, with a jeepFull of chinese cut broads passin by perpetratorsPerpetratin frauds, you're on the beach, playin cardsThinkin about, pickin up a convertible saabAs the sun sets, you all jet inside of the rideBut your mentality flips, cause you gotta get back to the